Isabelle froze when she realized who was holding her steady. For a moment, she forgot to push him away, her wide eyes locking with William’s.
Wasn’t he waiting to see her make a fool of herself? So why did he step in to help?
She thought back to the elevator—how he’d rejected her when she stumbled into his arms. What was this sudden change?
“Ahem…” Alexander cleared his throat with satisfaction.
So, he had been right. This assistant clearly had an interest in Isabelle, considering how long he’d held onto her.
Both snapped back to reality. Isabelle’s face turned crimson, the blush reaching all the way to her ears.
William, however, remained composed. Seeing her reaction, he scoffed softly.
So, she could feel embarrassed after all? And yet, behind the scenes, didn’t she pull every tri
